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What's his name?" Jessica asked.
"Kai," I said. "Kai Awana."
Paisley nudged me. "I'm sure you know him as Kai Awana jump his bones.
May "the Meatball" Wexler.
My little Jasnah, insufferable and wonderful.
Since my initials are J. U., people called me Ju. Or Jujube, like the candy.
Agapa Know what that is?Agapa-- Frank Corso
Albert tin. Why're
Julita was being spinned like a top by a drop-dead-gorgeous Dominicano. Later she told us that he'd asked for her number and she had given him the wrong one.
"Why did you do that?" I asked her.
"He smelled married," she said.
I pulled the Johnny character from the Jamaican Johnny Too Bad thing.
I didn't want to come up with some generic Johnny Bravo type name. I'm not that cool, so I might as well stick with my birth name.
Percy pizza with extra olives.
Who wants avocado?
Joaquin Sabina is one of my favorites. He's like a legend. He's like our Bob Dylan, or our Bruce Springsteen. He's one of the most talented writers of our Latin music.
Javi is the poison I drink so willingly because nothing else has ever tasted so sweet. He is everything. The light and the dark. The solace and the pain. The torment and the peace. And I can't imagine not having him here with me. I can't even consider it.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
We had forgotten to say that Jacopo was a Corsican.
Amigo! Amigo! (Calling out to the ITALLIAN Prime minister ... )
Looking forward to never meeting again,
Jessamin Olea
What are you on?' said AJ. 'Leon's mum has died and you are determined to add to the total sum of misery by going out with the girlfriend of the nastiest piece of manhood that was ever assembled in the factory of life ...
Hortense. We broke
(Al) Lopez is a great believer in speed and hustle, in the go-go style of baseball. No other manager is so determined a foe of stodgy baseball, lack of hustle and slipshod practices and so powerful an advocate of the unexpected.
She was one of those golden mulatas that French-speaking Caribbeans call chabines, that my boys call chicas de oro; she had snarled, apocalyptic hair, copper eyes, and was one whiteskinned relative away from jaba.
Do you even know what Avila is?
How do you say 'delicious' in Cuban?
Megan Luisa Garcia
I WAS HERE
Audentes fortuna iuvat. Fortune favors the bold.
Who you looking at-- Darren Shan
The werehyena Casanova strikes again.
I'm the go-to guy for Mexican priests. I'm the new Barry Fitzgerald, except with a Mexican accent.
A.J. is an agent like me, but for whom or for what no one has been able to discover. It is rumored that he represents a trust of giant insects from another galaxy ...
South.
'But no name?,
'No, Guido. But I'll keep
Astra is perfect.
Not anymore, ese. What ju was doing? Ju didn't go to work today, but here ju are lazy ass drinking cerveza like nothing.
On Jose Gonzalez changing his name to Jose Uribe: 'He was definitely the player to be named later.'
Artillery raining fire on his tiny village Jabla on the Line of Control (LoC). War has numbed him, so has devastation. Yet nothing had prepared him for the havoc of Saturday morning. He was taking a nap, having had his pre-dawn Ramzan meal. At first there
meeting, Morales
Anna anna bo banna, banana fanna fo fanna, me my mo manna ... Anna."
"Chuck! Do Chuck!
This is not the Spanish announce table!
Werowocomoco was
Aficionado my ass ... I just love to smoke cigars
Jehowah-Jireh is my provider, redeemer and defender.
Toy Empressario
Wonder Afficianado
Avid Shoewearer
Some people call me the unofficial mayor of Castro Street.
Victor Hernandez, like an orchestral conductor directing his troops ...
Alejandro, who thought he was a wit. And he was, if you put a "nit" in front of it,
The most interesting - in fact, inspiring - people I met there [Porto Alegre] are those who remain nameless: representatives of the international campesino movement, the East Timorese delegation, ... - the usual heroes, who disappear, unknown, apart from the consequences of their work.
Rico Gear. What a great-sounding name. He sounds like a drug dealer from Brazil.
The most overrated underrated player in baseball.
Fred Rice, gunslinger, badest hombre ever to grace the American Southwest desert since Pancho Villa.
Twenty-five, six-foot-something Colombian-American. Unshaven jaw, windswept brown hair, and a never-ending gruff expression. Like the universe just took a giant shit on his head.
Manuel Corpas is long and lean-the opposite of Olmedo Saenz.
I think he's Will 's partying a lot in Cabo. I think he's running a brothel. I don't know what he's doing.
Only. Ever. You. Jaxon Trent.
Ashurbanipal." Oh, baby, keep talking dirty to me.
Infamy, thy name is Gin Blanco.
Who the *&^$* is "Paolo"?Paolo-- Daniel Way
The truth is, Pierre - " "Percy.
I'm well into sort of Santiago Calatrava and people like that.
Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.
Uh, puedo hablar con Andrew Nelson, por favor?" I asked, feeling like an idiot.
"Quien?"
"El americano," I explained. "Muy grande americano."
In trying to describe my father, I sounded like I was ordering coffee. But it worked.
The Cuban-born Mario Algaze has a Chambian way of collapsing present and past.
Oh gods, Jean. Take a false name wherever we end up. Tavrin Callas is good. Let the bastard pop up all over the place.
Aelin of the wildfire.
I'm Sirantha Jax, and I have had enough.
I love Al Pacino.
DeLillo presents art as the soundest magic against dread, the truest source of radiance and community. Albeit tentatively and ambiguously, Underworld suggests that artists may achieve an accommodation with culture that is also act of resistance. (7)
I am a longtime, rabid fan of Jonathan Kozol.
Thanks, but my name is Gracias.
I am I, I am he. We are, but I am I, first I am I, I will defend being I until I am unable to fight any longer. I am I, Atalia. Ego. Yo. A professional degree, an Argentine, a scarlet fingernail, pretty sometimes, big dark eyes, I. Atalia Donosi, I. Yo. Yo-yo, windlass and hawser. Funny.
You're on your way, Jose!Jose-- Deke Slayton
Kanan is a big road through the Santa Monica Mountains. Between mid-March and mid-April, when you get over to the western side of the mountains, it's populated by Spanish broom - this beautiful, yellow, flowering weed that smells the way I imagine it smells along the Yellow Brick Road.
Everybody knows this legend in kind of African-American lore. There's always somebody in your neighborhood named Orangejello or Lemonjello. And that's spelled - Orangejello is spelled O-R-A-N-G-E-J-E-L-L-O.
This is a combo between Taco and Burrito, nacho!
God, that Anthony Jeselnik Show sounds really funny.
Vagisil. Any one of them will give you another two to three inches drop on your curve ball. Of course if the umps are watching me real close I'll rub a little jalapeno up my nose, get it runnin', and if I need to load the ball up I just ... (wipes his nose)
Draw, Antonio; draw, Antonio; draw and don't waste time.
La heradera del dia destruida.
(The heiress of the destroyed day.)
Looks like a hit on a local loan shark," I say. "A guy by the name of Octavio
My favourite dish is pollo ajillo; my favourite drink is a good Rioja with it. And as for my favourite music, oh God - there's so many things I like. Well, I'd say it's 'Walk of Life' by Dire Straits.
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Johnny, he is bounce, effort, and snark.
Hey Colt Cabana, how you doing
Baby names are a big debate in my family. Like true Colombian and Puerto Rican families, everybody and their mother is putting their two cents in - everything from Jose to Francisco to Victorio to Rain has been suggested.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
I wanted to try and trace the genuine origins of 'Johnny' and how he so successfully staged this takeover of 'Michael Pennington.' 'Johnny' is a contradiction to who I am as a person. I'm not very good at confrontation, I have a tendency to internalise and to carry things around.
I am thrilled to be working with Alex Sanchez as the artist on 'Katana.' His work is wildly eclectic, exciting and powerful, yet slyly humorous, which is a perfect match for Katana.
John-who-wasn't-gonna-get-none-- J.r. Ward
I came to see a Latino wedding, and I expect to see one," I tell him.
"And here I thought you were comin' to be with me."
"You've got a big ego, Fuentes."
"That's not all I've got." He backs me against my car, his breath warming my neck more than the midday sun.
Yossarian!!!(?)!
My name is Alexander Solomon Slade. I'm the Global Operations Director, although most here call me God"
"Well Mr Slade, if we are going by acronyms, I guess I could also call you Ass?
Cementerio El Encinal meant Cemetery of Many Oaks (I'm taking Spanish so that when Jesse and I have kids, I'll understand what he's saying when he yells at them in his mother tongue).
Feeling the inevitable claim of the this desert, he experienced a desire to throw off his civilized costume, hurl himself upon Josephina, either succumb, or return to Guadalajara, where men could only complain of having too many buttons to button or unbutton...
I know him. He's a hot chilli pepper, just like me!
(on Valeri Bojinov)
WESLEY AYERS is the stranger in the halls of the Coronado. He is the Keeper in the garden who shares my secret. He is the boy who reads me books. He is the one who teaches me how to touch.
Aoibheann ("Who on earth could pronounce that?
Tom. I'd like to
amanuensis. A rapt
panchitos, blacks,
You have reached the home and workplace of Roberto Natchez. I do not often take calls. I make no promise to return them. I have much to do. You may leave a message if you wish.
Letty had barely touched her food. Javier stared down at her through a pair of aviator sunglasses. "You forgot something," she said. "What's that?" "My name. Who will they be expecting?" "Selena Kitt. S-E-L-E-N-A K-I-T-T. But you won't be carrying any identification.